Nietzsche And God Novels & Stories

Nathaniel sighed, against all odds in his mind what harm there would be in starting a relationship with him. - I never had a relationship with a man, much less with a dark god. – Nathaniel said, turning to Erebos and Chaos. - Much less than four. Nathaniel said. “I've never been associated with an immortal sorceress goddess. Nathaniel said. - Good for me, sit on my lap first, I'll teach you what it's like to have a man between your legs, then, you'll learn from me, what it's like to have a relationship with a dark god. – Erebos

He reaches up and tucks my hair behind my ear, “Do you want to talk about it, or do you need another minute?” I hold his free hand between mine, focusing on the creases and tiny hairs in his skin. “And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” “Why are you quoting Nietzsche?” he asks curiously. “Because he was right,” I answer, looking up at him in defeat. Ayawamat frowns, “Orenda, you’re not evil or corrupt. You have not become the monsters you hunt. How can you even think that?”

he said and Bazel looked at him “Worship? Worship the second of the Trinity?” “Never knew father had messed up heaven this bad” Bazel said “Don’t freak out yet… just men who worship him… he became their direct connection to God” “How is that possible? The Leviathans and the Angels never had direct connection to Father except Metatron” “I don’t literally mean directly to him… direct connection to his presence… can we move on from that?” Lucifer said “You said the second Godel was once on earth”

“Not really.” I wiggle against him, trying to soak in as much of his touch as I can before he leaves. “And if I do?” “You don’t,” he continues. “You aren’t made to not care. The gods saw that when they created you.” I scoff. “I don’t want to talk about the gods. They are the reason we are here to begin with.” “Not all of them,” Kael says calmly. “Just Nyx…” “Don’t say her name,” I snap. “And don’t defend them. They knew what she was doing. They knew the hell she was putting us through. Not just you and me, but all of us. And they did nothing. Only Nythene…”

*Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more* These will kill you, asshole! This is for not knowing who I am, remember I'm the god of zeronity tasoshi saya! What! It can't be they said you were dead? Of course not, Now die! ELEMENTAL GOD COMBINE ALL ELEMENTS, HA! *Then a flash of light glows besides taso* ELEMENTAL GOD SLASH PLUS AEROBA RENATAKATA, ELEMENTAL IMPERIAL HEAVENLY GOD SLASH!

“They embody the sins more than they do the virtues. They will not hesitate to make their own suffer for their own sake.” “Not all. There are those who are righteous.” “Yet, righteousness does not equal survival,” he argued. “And it is the righteous that is trampled by the wicked.” “Are the gods not the same? Humans have been created in our images.” “Of course,” he scoffed. “That's why I am no more fond of deities than I am of humans. To me, gods and humans are simply clients and customers. Gods ask me to play a role. To cause suffering and death to develop their worlds. Humans ask me for a wish. To fulfill their desires.”

his voice deepened, "hatred is like death: it does not sleep. It does not forget." He walked to the table and refilled his goblet. Raising it, he muttered as if to the air: "The world will soon see — the God of Tziyonia is no different from the broken and stone gods of Nyvarra, or the dead ones of Midras." Just then, a great thunder rolled across the sky. It did not crash with fury, but it groaned like a warning, like ancient stones grinding under the feet of giants. The windows trembled. The candle flickered.

“Loyalty. Trust. Nothing more. Stand with me. Walk into the new world by my side, and I will never kneel to anyone.” He opened his arms again, void energy pulsing beneath his skin in dark, violet glows. His hair blew wildly in the wind. The cracked city echoed with his voice. “I am Nihareth. I am not a god. I am what comes after gods.” The silence that followed was thick. Then a man stepped forward. His body was twisted, burned by holy magic in some distant battle. “If what you say is true… if the gods are crumbling… then what comes next?”

He looked down and sighed, "It has been a long time since I failed at something. I almost forgot what it feels like" "Friedrich Nietzsche once said, 'The errors of great men are venerable because they are more fruitful than the truths of little men.' And you are a god. Your failure isn't really a failure, for 'failure is simply an opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.' Those were the words of Ford. If Henry was still here, he'd say the same thing." Ray looked at Butler Fin in puzzlement. He asked his mentor, "Who are these people that you keep mentioning. Since I was little you always quote some person I have never met before or never even heard of before. Mind telling me